What does a place do to you when you leave it behind—but it never really leaves you?
In 1990, a young journalist named Earl Swift set out to hike the Appalachian Trail from Maine to Georgia. More than 2,000 miles later, he emerged changed: more disciplined, more resourceful, and deeply connected to the outdoors.
But Swift also carried something else home.
Early in his journey, he met two fellow hikers—friendly, capable, seemingly ordinary people who were doing everything right. Weeks later, those two hikers were murdered at a mountaintop campsite in Pennsylvania.
The killer never adequately explained why.
For decades, Swift carried questions about what happened. Why them? What had happened at that campsite? Could the tragedy have happened to any of them? And how can a place renowned for its beauty and relative safety suddenly become the setting for unimaginable violence?
More than thirty years later, Swift returned to the Appalachian Trail.
This time, he was in his sixties, testing himself against the trail once again—and also trying to understand a mystery that had followed him for half his life.
His new book, Up on Cove Mountain: Adventure, Tragedy, and a Quest for Meaning on the Appalachian Trail, is part adventure story, part true-crime investigation, and part meditation on memory, mortality, risk, and the strange hold that wild places can have on us.
Today, Earl Swift takes us back onto the Appalachian Trail.